With a small nod, he set down the hefty medicine box, and knelt, opening the large, middle compartment where he stowed his personal items. There was the sound of clinks and clanks as he rummaged through the fathomless depths of things he'd squirreled away over the centuries. Finally he procured an oblong jewelry box - wood inlaid with crisscrossing geometric patterns stained in varying shades of red, orange, and gold. He opened it to reveal an array of hair ornaments - mostly the thick, two-pronged hair pins he favoured, but there were a number of combs, and some Thedosian styles he'd picked up at the markets as he wasn't one to say no to new and interesting accessories.

Some looked quite ancient and worn - missing teeth or jewels and had been set aside in one compartment waiting for the day the Medicine Seller could get them repaired. But most seemed in good condition, albeit on the gaudy side to suit the Medicine Seller's whimsical and flamboyant tastes. Still, there were others that were, comparatively, subdued.

"These may help hold it in place - pick whichever pleases," he said.